Name a totally useless possession and how you came to acquire it.

I have a piece of blue ribbon. Just a piece of ribbon that happens to be blue, with ends that aren’t frayed or mangled. I keep in in the right pocket of my blue dressing gown that I only wear when I’m having a bad day and need the comfort of soft, fuzzy warmth close to my skin.

I found the ribbon the other day because I was wearing the dressing gown and I remembered then that I had some wonderful plans for the ribbon when I first acquired it. Shame but that none have come to fruition; its just something pretty and pointless that I can’t make myself get rid of.

I believe – I may be wrong – that the ribbon came from around the base of a birthday cake. It can’t have been one of my birthday cakes, because those are all kept and tied around the neck of my favourite childhood teddy bear (his name is Ted Ted by the way and he’s 24 years old. He has one eye, no mouth and perhaps only the faintest remnants of a nose). The ribbon currently around his neck is from my 21st birthday cake as that was my last milestone birthday. I guess the next ribbon to go around his neck will be the one from my 30th (on the assumption that I get cake or ribbon for that birthday).

Aaah, no, I’ve talked myself into remembering! The clue is the fact that its in the dressing gown pocket. The ribbon came with the dressing gown; it tied up the item when I unwrapped it from the Christmas wrapping when I got it two years ago. I remember unwrapping the present, cooing at it and then looping the ribbon into a big knot so that I could keep it. And then just shoving it into the pocket. And there is has stayed.

I don’t know why I’ve kept it. It might just be that I keep forgetting its there until I have a day bad enough that I need to wear that dressing gown. But its on the floor of my bedroom at the moment. I saw it before coming out – I’m in a coffee shop! Yey laptop! – and I remember thinking that I should pick it up before I forget to do so. But I haven’t yet.

Meh… its because I’m an untidy bum.

 

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